Chapter 41 I Want to Make Daddy Happy!

"How dare you! Li Xihong, you treat my imperial decree as a joke, secretly raising a concubine, and even dare to have a child!"

Li Xihong shrank back so much that he didn't dare to look up.

Yun couldn't bear it any longer, "Your Majesty, Xihong is your cousin. Please let him go this time."

"Cousin?" Emperor Jingyuan sneered, "The last cousin is still in the cold palace. How about you go and keep her company?"

When the wife of the Marquis of Xining heard about Concubine Yun Shu, she fell silent.

Emperor Jingyuan could depose concubines who had been favored by the emperor for many years at will, not to mention Li Xihong, who only had the title of crown prince.

Zhao Wanyu borrowed the imperial desk of Emperor Jingyuan and quickly wrote the divorce letter. The moment he stamped his private seal on it, the ropes that bound Zhao Wanyu seemed to disappear.

At this moment, she seemed to be reborn.

Along with the divorce letter, there was also an imperial edict from Emperor Jingyuan.

[The Marquis of Xining's empress was not at peace, so he was demoted to a baron, for this generation only, and not hereditary. The Marquis of Xining's wife disrespected the emperor, and her imperial decree was stripped away, forcing her to reflect on her mistakes.]

As for Li Xihong, Emperor Jingyuan had not yet decided how to deal with him.

Zhao Siyuan reported at the right time, "Father, Li Xihong wanted to make a move on me today! Fortunately, my second brother reacted quickly, otherwise I would have been ambushed!"

Upon hearing this, Emperor Jingyuan was furious and ordered his men to chop off Li Xihong's hands as a punishment.

He punished everyone except the concubine.

Firstly, Emperor Jingyuan did not want to lower his status by disposing of a slave, and secondly, just the words "keep her well" were enough for the Xining Marquisate to keep her and "take good care of her".

After the imperial edict was issued, the wife of the Marquis of Xining refused to give in and howled loudly in the main hall.

"Your Majesty, are you truly so heartless? I, your sister, and I share the same mother. I even held you in my arms when you were little!" Lady Xining Marquis cried miserably. "We are your family! Your Majesty, aren't you afraid that the Empress Dowager will be disheartened when she returns?"

The atmosphere in the hall suddenly became as cold as an ice cellar. The expression on Emperor Jingyuan's face could no longer be described as terrifying. The huge pressure came down, and it seemed that a storm was about to come. Even Xihe, who was always making trouble, quietly shut up.

The three little guys didn't understand what was going on, but Zhao Wanyu knew it very well.

Empress Dowager Yun was the biological mother of Emperor Jingyuan, but what is not known to the public is that she was also Emperor Jingyuan's biggest taboo.

Otherwise, he would not live in Shoukang Palace, but instead go to Taimiao to pray for blessings.

Emperor Jingyuan narrowed his eyes slightly and looked coldly at the kneeling woman below, without a trace of warmth in his eyes. "I almost forgot that the Marquis's wife has indeed made great contributions."

Before the wife of the Marquis of Xining showed a surprised expression.

Emperor Jingyuan continued, "If it weren't for your help, my ascension to the throne wouldn't have been so difficult."

As soon as she finished speaking, the joy on Lady Xining Marquis's face froze. When she met Emperor Jingyuan's cold gaze, she collapsed to the ground, her face pale.

Dust-covered memories were awakened again, and old scars were peeled off, revealing the bloody truth inside.

Emperor Jingyuan gripped the teacup tightly, veins popping out on the back of his hand. If you looked closely, you could see he was shaking.

Emperor Jingyuan was concerned about his little daughter in his arms, his chest heaving violently as he suppressed the violence that was about to burst out.

Suddenly, I felt a soft touch on the back of my hand.

Emperor Jingyuan looked down and saw his little daughter coming forward and prying open her fingers one by one, as if she was afraid of hurting herself. She was very gentle, and there was obvious seriousness in her eyes.

The sinister feeling in Emperor Jingyuan's heart faded a little, "What's wrong, Xihe?"

The moment her hand was freed, Xihe breathed a sigh of relief. She didn't say anything, but just held Emperor Jingyuan's big hand in her arms, leaned back in his arms, and said nothing.

Emperor Jingyuan thought his little daughter wanted something, so he whispered, "What's wrong? Tell me what you want."

Xihe nodded, then shook her head.

With this interruption, Emperor Jingyuan felt a little relieved, and a smile appeared on his face. "Do you want it or not?"

Xihe pouted and leaned in Emperor Jingyuan's arms, feeling his long heartbeat through his heavy clothes.

“I used to have it, but now I don’t want it anymore.”

"Why?" Emperor Jingyuan asked curiously.

"If Daddy is unhappy, I'm not happy either." Xihe's hands were small, and even if they were put together, they couldn't match the size of Emperor Jingyuan's. She slowly squeezed Emperor Jingyuan's hand and whispered, "I want Daddy to be happy, so Xihe has to be a good boy. Don't worry, Daddy is the most important!"

Emperor Jingyuan was stunned for a moment, and a warm current flowed along his palm into his heart, running through his blood vessels. The old wounds that had been serious for many years showed some signs of healing, warming the veins throughout his body.

Emperor Jingyuan's eyes relaxed slightly, and he held his arms tighter. "Daddy is fine, Xihe, be good."

He has a weak family relationship with the late emperor. The late emperor is his father, but he is also his emperor. As for the empress dowager... it's better not to mention her.

But fortunately, God treated him well and left Xihe for him.

"I don't believe it!" the little girl muttered, then turned to Sanping and said, "Sanping Susu, could you please call the imperial physician, please?"

Sanping glanced at Emperor Jingyuan, confused. He looked at Xihe's body and asked tentatively, "Is the young prince injured anywhere?"

Emperor Jingyuan also didn't understand, "Are you hurt anywhere?"

Xihe shook her head and gave Emperor Jingyuan a look that said "you're so stupid" before she came back to her senses and said, "I'm fine. I found the imperial physician for Daddy."

Sanping was even more confused.

Emperor Jingyuan was injured?

Why doesn’t he, the eunuch in front of the emperor, know this?

"It's to help Daddy recuperate!" Xihe said slowly. She was really angry just now. She secretly felt Emperor Jingyuan's pulse and said, "Anger is bad for your health! You need to take medicine! To replenish your body!"

Emperor Jingyuan realized it later and laughed, "Daddy is fine, there's no need..."

Half of the words were choked in his throat when he saw the piercing gaze of his little daughter.

Emperor Jingyuan didn't want to disappoint his youngest daughter, so he waved his hand and asked Sanping to go and invite her.

Xihe finally gave up and peacefully lay back in the arms of Emperor Jingyuan, saying confidently, "Xihe is a good child, and Daddy should be a good child too! We are all good children!"

Zhao Siyuan sat at the bottom, his mouth big enough to fit a ball.

My goodness, there is actually someone in this world that her father is afraid of.

The results of the imperial physician's pulse diagnosis were similar to Xihe's conclusion. Emperor Jingyuan was overworked and felt a little weak. In addition, he was anxious and had a heart attack, so he really needed to replenish his body.

Emperor Jingyuan didn't want to take the medicine at all and just wanted to throw the old doctor out, but Xihe seemed to have expected it and was waiting for the doctor to prescribe the medicine.

Under the murderous gaze of Emperor Jingyuan and the expectant eyes of the little princess, the old doctor tremblingly wrote out the prescription.

When gods fight, mortals get hurt.

The old doctor shed two lines of tears in his heart.

What did he do wrong!!